The crash
I fell right through
I fell so hard
And that's how

It was over before it had begun
Because by the time
You got around
Said something
Said anything
I was over you
On to the next
Moving on
I had stood a midst the rubble
Coughed the debris out of my lungs
Found the one ray of sunshine
hiding behind the clouds and seized it
Hair in the breeze of the meadows
Or at least that's how I see myself,
The me of then.

The actual
Was actually much less graceful
I never knew heartache was physical.
I didn't think it made the exhales so much deeper.
I had no idea the heart would retract itself,
But there it will hide
Even harder for the next to find